Some General Grievances
1) Tomorrow is 11/11/11. Why should we care that it’s 11/11/11? Some movies will come out (mostly crappy ones). An Idiot Abroad will finish. Uri Geller will flip out and hopefully bend a spoon into his eye. Other than that, it’s an unremarkable date, so whatevs.
2) This frakking computer of mine keeps overheating and turning off on its own accord. It’s bloody annoying.
3) My mum is nearing 50 (not that she’d want anyone to know that) and is still having her Ginger Snaps troubles every month, which is just inhuman. Each Ginger Snaps trouble is worse than the one before that, and now it’s probably causing the debilitatingly swollen left knee that she now has and won’t stop moaning in excrutiating pain about.
4) The length of my headhair is ludicrous by this point. It hasn’t been cut since Feburary - if I’m not mistaken - and is now making me look like a lesbian. (Don’t you dare laugh!)
5) The sleep patterns I have accrued throughout the years have always been fucked up, but are now more fucked up than I think they’ve ever been.
6) I only like three songs by Nirvana. Am I mad?
7) I have had this maddening unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach for literally months now. Every hour of every day, it’s there, in varying degrees of severity. It just won’t go away, and I hate it. The imaginary shrink in my head hypothesises that it could be a physical and/or psychosematic manifestation of a deep underlying psychological feeling of unsettlingness. But then again, I don’t know anything that a shrink would know, apart from the odd snippets of things mentioned in In Treatment and whatnot, and my brain is never to be trusted, so I’m really just making all that up.
8) I really am a bit of a dick, aren’t I?
About me
Hi and hello.The name's Jack.
No, I am NOT a Ripper, nor am I climbing any sort of beanstalk, nor any sort of hill with a girl named Jill; I am definitely not a 10 year old in Robin Williams' body, I never invented Twitter, and - most importantly - my surname isn't "Black" or "White" (if you see what I mean).
I'm currently 18 years old, but don't hold that against me.
You may either find me somewhat amusing, or extremely annoying.
I'm obsessed with the number 23 (for reasons you'll discover sooner or later).
I have a tendency to write things in a somewhat long-winded fashion.
And there's some other non-interesting things about me that aren't worth writing about in a blog biography, but that you will eventually discover those "other things" for yourself.
You have been warned.
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
(P.S. I do that evil genius laugh a lot. And I use this emoticon (=P) a lot. And I repeat myself...a lot. And I often write (bracketed sentences) within other (bracketed sentences). Just thought I should throw that in there, too...)
